At the Game

A poem about a boy at a much anticipated football match.

Walking through the stadium
My eyes are bright and keen
To see the lights around me,
The pitch, so lush and green

The referee blows his whistle
The game has just begun
The crowd is warming up
We’re about to have some fun!

Now the ball is in the back of the net
The fans jump up and down
The home-side coach celebrates,
While the visitors stamp and frown

The atmosphere is great,
And the crowd is in a trance
As they watch the goal scorer
Perform his victory dance

As I watch this celebration
Of this extraordinary man
I think to myself how proud I am
To be a football fan!